dimanche 10 octobre 2010

A place to stay

I found shelter, It is kind of a big rock with two walls and a bit of a roof but i had to jump across a ledge. I had found kind of a big piece of wood that would work as a plank to get over it.
I had also found a town were every one is happy and this men who sells loafs gives one to me every day.
No body pays attention to me and I am practicing my writing. I am also reading every thing I can. Words are coming to be more easily every day.
But every day i am a bit more suspicious every day of him it seems as tough he is on to me he's the only one that has been taking to me.

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